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Yeremia 23:5-8

Yeremia 31:33

Yeremia 15:1--26:24

Yehezkiel 34:23-24

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Hosea 3:5

• [Hos 3:5] Behold, The Heathen Waits To Know

  Behold, the heathen waits to know The joy the Gospel will bestow; The exiled captive, to receive The freedom Jesus has to give. Come, let us, with a grateful heart, In this blest labor share a part; Our prayers and offerings gladly bring To aid the triumphs of our King. Our hearts exult in songs of praise That we have seen these latter days When our Redeemer shall be known Where Satan long hath held his throne. Where’er His hand hath spread the skies Sweet incense to His Name shall rise; And slave and freeman, Greek and Jew, By sovereign grace be formed anew.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yeremia 23:5-8

• [Yer 23:5] Birthday Of A King, The

  In the little village of Bethlehem, There lay a Child one day; And the sky was bright with a holy light O’er the place where Jesus lay. Refrain Alleluia! O how the angels sang. Alleluia! How it rang! And the sky was bright with a holy light ’Twas the birthday of a King. ’Twas a humble birthplace, but O how much God gave to us that day, From the manger bed what a path has led, What a perfect, holy way. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 23:5] My God! How Perfect Are Thy Ways!

  My God! how perfect are Thy ways! But mine polluted are; Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into my prayer. When I would speak what Thou hast done To save me from my sin; I cannot make Thy mercies known But self-applause creeps in. Divine desire, that holy flame Thy grace creates in me; Alas! impatience is its name, When it returns to Thee. This heart, a fountain of vile thoughts, How does it overflow? While self upon the surface floats Still bubbling from below. Let others in the gaudy dress Of fancied merit shine; The Lord shall be my righteousness The Lord for ever mine.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yeremia 31:1-9

• [Yer 31:3] Awake, My Soul, To Joyful Lays

  Awake, my soul, to joyful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer’s praise; He justly claims a song from me - His lovingkindness, O how free! Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness, O how free! He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate - His lovingkindness, O how great! Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness, O how great! Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along - His lovingkindness, O how strong! Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness, O how strong! When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood - His lovingkindness, O how good! Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness, O how good! Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Jesus to depart; But though I have him oft forgot, His lovingkindness changes not. Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness changes not. Soon I shall pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal powers must fail; O! may my last expiring breath His lovingkindness sing in death. Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness sing in death. Then let me mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day; And sing with raptures and surprise, His lovingkindness in the skies. Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness in the skies.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 31:3] Come, Ye Disconsolate

  Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish, Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel. Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure! Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, “Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.” Here see the Bread of Life, see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above. Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove. Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish, Come, at the shrine of God fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts; here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope when all others die, fadeless and pure; Here speaks the Comforter, in God’s name saying, “Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.” Come, ask the infidel what boon he brings us, What charm for aching hearts he can reveal, Sweet is that heavenly promise Hope sings us— “Earth has no sorrow that God cannot heal.”

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 31:3] Father, Whose Everlasting Love

  Father, whose everlasting love Thy only Son for sinners gave, Whose grace to all did freely move, And sent Him down the world to save; Help us Thy mercy to extol, Immense, unfathomed, unconfined; To praise the Lamb who died for all, The general Savior of mankind. Thy undistinguishing regard Was cast on Adam’s fallen race; For all Thou hast in Christ prepared Sufficient, sovereign, saving grace. The world He suffered to redeem; For all He hath the atonement made; For those that will not come to Him The ransom of His life was paid. Why then, Thou universal Love, Should any of Thy grace despair? To all, to all, Thy bowels move, But straitened in our own we are. Arise, O God, maintain Thy cause! The fullness of the Gentiles call; Lift up the standard of Thy cross, And all shall own Thou diedst for all.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 31:3] Hark, My Soul, It Is The Lord!

  Hark, my soul, it is the Lord! ’Tis thy Savior, hear His Word; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, “Say, poor, sinner, lovest thou Me?” “I delivered thee when bound, And, when bleeding, healed thy wound; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turned thy darkness into light. “Can a woman’s tender care Cease toward the child she bare? Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. “Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. “Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done; Partner of My throne shalt be: Say, poor sinner, lovest thou Me?” Lord, it is my chief complaint That my love is weak and faint; Yet I love Thee, and adore: O for grace to love Thee more!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 31:3] Jesu, Thy Mercies Are Untold

  Jesu, Thy mercies are untold Through each returning day; Thy love exceeds a thousandfold Whatever we can say. That love which in Thy passion drained For us Thy precious blood; That love whereby the saints have gained The vision of their God. ’Tis Thou hast loved us from the womb, Pure Source of all our bliss, Our only hope of life to come, Our happiness in this. Lord, grant us, while on earth we stay, Thy love to feel and know; And, when from hence we pass away, To us Thy glory show.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 31:3] Thy Ceaseless, Unexhausted Love

  Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love, Unmerited and free, Delights our evil to remove, And help our misery. Thou waitest to be gracious still; Thou dost with sinners bear, That, saved, we may Thy goodness feel, And all Thy grace declare. Thy goodness and Thy truth to me To every soul, abound, A vast, unfathomable sea, Where all our thoughts are drowned. Its streams the whole creation reach, So plenteous is the store, Enough for all, enough for each, Enough for evermore. Faithful, O Lord, Thy mercies are! A rock that cannot move; A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love. Throughout the universe it reigns, Unalterably sure; And while the truth of God remains, The goodness must endure.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 31:6] Arise! Arise, With Joy Survey

  Arise! arise, with joy survey The glory of the latter day; Already is the dawn begun, Which marks at hand a rising sun, Which marks at hand a rising sun. “Behold the way!” ye heralds, cry; Spare not, but lift your voices high; Convey the sound from pole to pole, “Glad tidings” to the captive soul, “Glad tidings” to the captive soul. “Behold the way!” to Zion’s hill: Where Israel’s God delights to dwell! He fixes there His lofty throne, And calls the sacred place His own, And calls the sacred place His own. The north gives up—the south no more Keeps back her consecrated store; From east to west the message runs, And either India yields her sons, And either India yields her sons.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 31:6] Marching To Zion

  Come, we that love the Lord, And let our joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord, Join in a song with sweet accord And thus surround the throne, And thus surround the throne. Refrain We’re marching to Zion, Beautiful, beautiful Zion; We’re marching upward to Zion, The beautiful city of God. The sorrows of the mind Be banished from the place; Religion never was designed Religion never was designed, To make our pleasures less, To make our pleasures less. Refrain Let those refuse to sing, Who never knew our God; But favorites of the heavenly King, But favorites of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad, May speak their joys abroad. Refrain The God that rules on high, And thunders when He please, Who rides upon the stormy sky, Who rides upon the stormy sky, And manages the seas, And manages the seas. Refrain This awful God is ours, Our Father and our Love; He will send down his heav’nly powers, He will send down his heav’nly powers, To carry us above, To carry us above. Refrain There we shall see His face, And never, never sin! There, from the rivers of His grace, There, from the rivers of His grace, Drink endless pleasures in, Drink endless pleasures in. Refrain Yea, and before we rise, To that immortal state, The thoughts of such amazing bliss, The thoughts of such amazing bliss, Should constant joys create, Should constant joys create. Refrain The men of grace have found, Glory begun below. Celestial fruits on earthly ground Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow, From faith and hope may grow. Refrain The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets Before we reach the heav’nly fields, Before we reach the heav’nly fields, Or walk the golden streets, Or walk the golden streets. Refrain Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry; We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground, We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground, To fairer worlds on high, To fairer worlds on high. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yeremia 15:1--26:24

• [Yer 15:16] Let The Joy Overflow

  There’s a clear fountain flowing From the bright throne above, And its waters are glowing With the sunshine of love; Take the blest consolation, Which the Lord will bestow, Take the cup of salvation— Let the joy overflow. Refrain O the joy! With this wondrous salvation Be our hearts all aglow; O the joy! Let the blessing run over, And joy overflow. Many hearts need the story— Are athirst for His grace; Go to them with His glory Shining out from your face; Tell of Jesus your Savior! If His mercies you know, Show the light of His favor— Let the joy overflow. Refrain Be our lives freely yielded to the Savior’s command; By His care ever shielded And upheld by His hand; In the pathways of sadness, Sweetest lilies may grow; Let us sow seeds of gladness— Let the joy overflow. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 15:16] Priceless Is Thy Treasure

  Priceless is thy treasure, Book of grace divine, Here, in love’s own measure, God’s heart speaks to mine. Joy my soul is swelling, As these lines I scan; God’s own message telling Of His love for man.
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• [Yer 17:5] Cursed Is The One Who Trusts In Man

  Cursed is the one who trusts in man, Who leans on him for might. He turns away from God the Lord; His heart rejects what’s right. He’s like a bush out in the waste; Good times will pass him by. His place is parched and desolate, With none to hear his cry. But blessed the man who trusts the Lord; God is his hope and stay. He’s like a tree beside a stream; Its roots drink deep each day. It never fears in summertime; Its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a drought; Its fruit is always seen. Lord, may I never in mankind Place confidence or hope. A fruitless, barren state that brings, With none to help me cope. But may I always trust in You; Your Word will quench my thirst. You’ll give me strength for every trial; I’ll always put You first.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 17:7] Blest Is The Man

  Blest is the man who trusts the Lord, Dwelling each day upon His Word. He does not follow wicked advice, Nor side with mockers in his cries. Gladly God’s laws he does obey; On them he thinks both night and day. His confidence is in God’s way; Blest is this man! Blest is the man who trusts the Lord, Dwelling each day upon His Word. He’s like a tree beside water streams; Sending out roots, it’s always green. The summer heat it does not fear; Even in drought, no worry here. It bears much fruit year after year; Ever it thrives. Blest is the man who trusts the Lord, Dwelling each day upon His Word. He prospers always through all his days, For on God’s law his mind e’er stays. God watches o’er all righteous men, But all the wicked will not stand. Their way will perish from the land, Like chaff in wind. May I be one who trusts You, Lord, Dwelling each day upon Your Word. May I be like a tree by a stream, Bearing much fruit and always green. May I drink from Your Word each day, That I might stand firm, come what may. May I e’er prosper in Your way, And blest e’er be.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 17:13] Healing Waters, The

  Oh, the joy of sins forgiv’n, Oh, the bliss the blood-washed know, Oh, the peace akin to Heav’n, Where the healing waters flow. Refrain Where the healing waters flow, Where the joys celestial glow, Oh, there’s peace and rest and love, Where the healing waters flow! Now with Jesus crucified, At His feet I’m resting low; Let me evermore abide Where the healing waters flow. Refrain O, this precious, perfect love! How it keeps the heart aglow, Streaming from the fount above, Where the healing waters flow. Refrain Oh, to lean on Jesus’ breast, While the tempests come and go! Here is blessèd peace and rest, Where the healing waters flow. Refrain Cleansed from every sin and stain, Whiter than the driven snow, Now I sing my sweet refrain, Where the healing waters flow. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 17:13] Ho! Ye That Thirst, Approach The Spring

  Ho! ye that thirst, approach the spring Where living waters flow: Free to that sacred fountain all Without a price may go. How long to streams of false delight Will ye in crowds repair? How long your strength and substance waste On trifles light as air? My stores afford those rich supplies That health and pleasure give: Incline your ear, and come to Me; The soul that hears shall live. Seek ye the Lord, while yet His ear Is open to your call; While offered mercy still is near, Before His footstool fall. Let sinners quit their evil ways Their evil thoughts forego; And God, when they to Him return, Returning grace will show. He pardons with o’erflowing love; “For,” hear the voice divine! “My nature is not like to yours, Nor like your ways are Mine: “But far as heaven’s resplendent orbs Beyond earth’s spot extend, As far My thoughts, as far My ways, Your ways and thoughts transcend.”

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 18:6] Behold The Servant Of The Lord

  Behold the servant of the Lord! I wait Thy guiding eye to feel, To hear and keep Thy every word, To prove and do Thy perfect will, Joyful from my own works to cease, Glad to fulfill all righteousness. Me if Thy grace vouchsafe to use, Meanest of all Thy creatures, me, The deed, the time, the manner choose, Let all my fruit be found of Thee; Let all my works in Thee be wrought, By Thee to full perfection brought. My every weak, though good design, O’errule, or change, as seems Thee meet; Jesus, let all my work be Thine! Thy work, O Lord, is all complete, And pleasing in Thy Father’s sight; Thou only hast done all things right. Here then to Thee Thy own I leave; Mold as Thou wilt Thy passive clay; But let me all Thy stamp receive, But let me all Thy words obey, Serve with a single heart and eye, And to Thy glory live and die.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 20:9] God’s Word Is Like A Flaming Sword

  God’s Word is like a flaming sword, A wedge that cleaves the stone; Keen as a fire, so burns His Word, And pierces flesh and bone. Let it go forth o’er all the earth To cleanse our hearts within, To show God’s power in Satan’s hour And break the might of sin. God’s Word, a wondrous guiding star, On pilgrim hearts does rise, Leads those to God who dwell afar, And makes the simple wise. Let not its light e’er sink in night, But in each spirit shine, That none may miss Heaven’s final bliss, Led by God’s light divine.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 23:5] Birthday Of A King, The

  In the little village of Bethlehem, There lay a Child one day; And the sky was bright with a holy light O’er the place where Jesus lay. Refrain Alleluia! O how the angels sang. Alleluia! How it rang! And the sky was bright with a holy light ’Twas the birthday of a King. ’Twas a humble birthplace, but O how much God gave to us that day, From the manger bed what a path has led, What a perfect, holy way. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 23:5] My God! How Perfect Are Thy Ways!

  My God! how perfect are Thy ways! But mine polluted are; Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into my prayer. When I would speak what Thou hast done To save me from my sin; I cannot make Thy mercies known But self-applause creeps in. Divine desire, that holy flame Thy grace creates in me; Alas! impatience is its name, When it returns to Thee. This heart, a fountain of vile thoughts, How does it overflow? While self upon the surface floats Still bubbling from below. Let others in the gaudy dress Of fancied merit shine; The Lord shall be my righteousness The Lord for ever mine.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 25:30] Battle Hymn Of The Republic

  Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on. I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel; “As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel, Since God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat; Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet; Our God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me: As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free; [originally …let us die to make men free] While God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on. He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave, He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave; So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave, Our God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yeremia 50:4-5

• [Yer 50:5] Come, Let Us Join With Faithful Souls

  Come, let us join with faithful souls Our song of faith to sing; One brotherhood in heart are we, And One our Lord and King. Faithful are all who love the truth, And dare the truth to tell; Who steadfast stand at God’s right hand, And strive to serve Him well. And faithful are the gentle hearts To whom the power is given Of every hearth to make a home Of every home a heaven. O mighty host! No tongue can tell The numbers of its throng; No words can sound the music vast Of its great battle song. From step to step it wins its way Against a world of sin; Part of the battlefield is won, And part is yet to win. O Lord of hosts, our faith renew, And grant us in Thy love To sing the songs of victory With faithful souls above.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yer 50:5] Come, Let Us Use The Grace Divine

  Come, let us use the grace divine, and all with one accord, In a perpetual covenant join ourselves to Christ the Lord; Give up ourselves, through Jesus’ power, His Name to glorify; And promise, in this sacred hour, for God to live and die. The covenant we this moment make be ever kept in mind; We will no more our God forsake, or cast these words behind. We never will throw off the fear of God Who hears our vow; And if Thou art well pleased to hear, come down and meet us now. Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, let all our hearts receive, Present with Thy celestial host the peaceful answer give; To each covenant the blood apply which takes our sins away, And register our names on high and keep us to that day!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yehezkiel 16:60-63

• [Yeh 16:60] Blessèd Savior, Who Hast Taught Me

  Blessèd Savior, who hast taught me I should live to Thee alone, All these years Thy hand hath brought me Since I first was made Thine own. At the font my vows were spoken By my parents in the Lord; That my vows shall be unbroken At the altar I record. I would trust in Thy protecting Wholly rest upon Thine arm, Follow wholly Thy directing, O my only Guard from harm. Meet me now with Thy salvation In Thy Church’s ordered way; Let me feel Thy confirmation In Thy truth and fear today, So that might and firmness gaining, Hope in danger, joy in grief, Now and evermore remaining In the one and true belief, Resting in the Savior’s merit, Strengthened with the Spirit’s strength With Thy saints I may inherit All my Father’s joy at length.

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  source: Cyberhymnal